Marineford War: I Will Stand in the Sky

However, as Hawkins saw the tarot card he had drawn, his previously cold expression revealed obvious surprise.

"world?!"

"Why did I draw the World after drawing the Fool?!"

Hawkins muttered to himself, then looked up and stared intently at baby-5.

Upon hearing this, Yann's interest was piqued.

Perhaps these charlatans are not entirely without their own tricks, trying to extract something from you, but first the "Fool" card, then the "World" card, sounds quite intriguing.

"Then what do 'The Fool' and 'The World' mean respectively? Can my identity be determined now, you intriguing diviner?" Yarn asked.

[Chapter 580. Divination of the Future]

Hawkins hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking.

"The word 'fool' can have countless meanings, but its connection with 'the world' is that of beginning and end."

"'The Fool' is the first card of the Tarot deck, and 'The World' is the last card. If we're interpreting it to determine identity, then..."

Hawkins said, enunciating each word clearly, "Your Excellency will be either the one to bring this era to an end, or the one to usher in a new beginning."

"How can I believe you with such an exaggerated result?" Yann asked dismissively.

"There's no need to believe it; this is a predetermined fate."

Hawkins spoke calmly, quickly putting away the tarot cards in his hand, then stood up and turned to walk out of the tavern.

Just then, the bartender walked over with a tray and called out to Hawkins, "Hey? Sir, your rum and fried rice..."

"Fate has taught me that this rum and fried rice will come at a high price."

In the bartender's eyes, Hawkins mumbled something incoherently, then pulled out 10,000 Berries from his pocket, threw it into the bartender's tray, and strode out of the tavern without looking back.

'Are you kidding me?!'

'Why would I encounter someone of that level in a place like this?! The divination clearly indicated that the safest place in the entire North Sea was in this direction.'

Hawkins hurriedly left the tavern, muttering to himself, and then began to divine his fate.

According to the divination before arriving on the island, my mortality rate on this island should be zero.

However... as Hawkins drew the tarot card to determine the possibility of death, it was once again the "Fool," representing the unknown.

? !

Hawkins.

Cold sweat immediately broke out on Hawkins' forehead.

This was the first time Hawkins had encountered such a situation. In the past, no matter how critical the situation was, he could always predict the approximate mortality rate through divination.

"If the mortality rate can't be determined, then we'll determine the survival rate..."

With a thought, Hawkins, his hand trembling slightly, placed the Fool back into the deck and began divination again.

This time, six tarot cards rose up simultaneously in front of Hawkins.

Hawkins' gaze swept around, but his expression froze completely.

These six... are all Fools!

In other words, the survival rate is also an unknown that cannot be calculated.

"Why... are they all fools?"

Hawkins muttered to himself, completely frozen in place, unsure of what to do next.

In any action, death is unknown, and so is survival...

"How could it be impossible to determine the survival rate and mortality rate? Has the capability failed?"

Just then, a voice rang out from behind Hawkins.

"Perhaps I can answer this question for you."

Hawkins turned around abruptly and found that the two gray-cloaked men who had been at the same table with him in the tavern were right behind him.

At that moment, Hawkins deeply regretted his habit of performing divination for strangers, thus trying to find a suitable "scarecrow substitute" to take the blame for him.

And Yann, through Baby-5's eyes, looked at Hawkins, who had bizarre abilities, and spoke.

"Unable to determine the survival rate and mortality rate? Perhaps it's because I haven't figured out how to deal with you yet, which is why your divination can't show a specific result."

After a pause, Yann continued, "You can now perform another divination."

Hawkins swallowed hard, feeling for the first time as if he were completely exposed to the gaze of others, as if everything about him was seen through and controlled by the mysterious woman in front of him.

Hawkins immediately activated his ability again, and two Tarot cards floated up from the deck once more.

Hawkins glanced at the two tarot cards and instantly recognized their names.

Having witnessed Hawkins' every move, Yarn asked, "What was the result?"

"Death and the Stars..."

Hawkins replied with a stern expression.

"From this, we can conclude that my probability of death this time is extremely high, and my probability of survival is extremely slim, with only a less than five percent chance of surviving."

"Ok?"

Yern subconsciously manipulated Baby-5's body to stroke its smooth chin, then spoke. "It's not zero percent? So, in your opinion, what might that five percent chance of survival be?"

Hawkins did not answer, nor did he show any intention of resisting or running away. Instead, he quietly looked at Yann.

That five percent chance of survival almost entirely stems from the fact that the man in front of him hasn't made up his mind yet.

Running away or resisting is pointless, at least not in the face of this man who simultaneously embodies the "Fool" and the "World".

Yann looked at Hawkins in front of him and couldn't help but laugh. "You seem to have made a very wise choice, so how about doing me a favor? In return, perhaps I can reverse your probability of survival and probability of death."

“Please speak,” Hawkins replied.

“I’m a little curious about your statement about ‘bringing this era to its end or starting a new beginning,’ so please do a divination for me and help me confirm whether the future I hope for can be achieved?” Yann replied.

Hearing this unusually vague question, Hawkins frowned but remained silent for a long time.

Seeing the troubled look on Hawkins' face, Yern asked tentatively, "If it's not explained clearly, is it impossible to perform divination?"

“That’s right.” Hawkins nodded.

Immediately, it was Yann who became somewhat troubled, saying, "But if I tell you the specifics, I'm worried you'll die from knowing too much..."

After a pause, Yann continued, "After all, knowing secrets far beyond one's own abilities and status is itself a great danger."

Hawkins' expression twitched slightly, and he slowly transformed into a scarecrow-like figure. He then tossed the tarot cards in his hand towards the baby-5, causing them to float and hover in the air in front of Yann, and said...

"Since it is inconvenient for you to say so, then you shall draw the tarot cards yourself."

Is there another way to do this?

Yann said something, then his gaze fell on the twenty-two tarot cards laid out in mid-air before him, and he asked, "Should I choose one? Or several?"

“You may choose as many as you like; it is part of fate’s arrangement,” Hawkins replied.

"I see, then..."

[Chapter 581. The World, the Tower, and the Hanged Man]

Arn's gaze swept over the twenty-two floating tarot cards in front of him. In a flash, baby-5's arm suddenly transformed into a knife, and then, to Hawkins's bewildered gaze, he casually unleashed a flying slash at the tarot cards.

As the flying slash swept across, a large number of tarot cards were instantly destroyed.

"Since everything is a choice of fate, then the tarot cards that were not destroyed in this attack are my choice."

As Yann spoke calmly, his gaze swept over the three remaining intact tarot cards floating in mid-air.

“This is the first time I’ve encountered such a practice; your thinking is quite peculiar,” Hawkins said.

Yann smiled but didn't say anything. Instead, he continued to watch Hawkins manipulate the three remaining intact tarot cards.

"The first one is the world; the second one is the tower; the third one is the Hanged Man."

Not daring to play games with Yarrow, Hawkins took the initiative to explain the flipped tarot cards. "What you just asked was, 'Will the desired future come true?'"

“That’s right,” Yann replied.

Hawkins, now resembling a scarecrow, turned his gaze back to the flipped-over tarot cards and began to explain.

"'The world' represents the future you envision, and regardless of its success or failure, it will have an extremely terrifying impact, inevitably bringing about enormous changes to the sea, and even affecting every corner of the world;"

"The 'Tower' represents decay and impermanence. The future you desire may lead to complete collapse. What may collapse is the past order, or it may be everything you currently possess, or even the entire world..."

"The last 'Hanged Man' is a signpost, guiding you on how to act to get closer to the future you desire."

Hearing this, Yann asked with a hint of interest, "So how exactly will we proceed?"

Hawkins shook his head and said something.

"As for the guide cards, the same image can be interpreted in completely different ways by different people. And since these are tarot cards personally selected by you, even my personal interpretation may not be correct for you."

Upon hearing this, Yan frowned and began to carefully examine the tarot card called "The Hanged Man".

A man hangs upside down on one leg from a tree resembling a gallows, looking from a distance like a condemned sinner being tortured. However, a holy halo surrounds the man's head, and his face reveals a look of contentment.

The overall impression is one of something unusual, strange, and discordant!

Just then, Luo, who was standing next to Baby-5, spoke up. "Sir, this guy's adrenaline has just risen slightly. He might be lying, or he might be hiding something."

Upon hearing Luo's words, Hawkins' pupils constricted, and his straw-like body instinctively took a step back.

"Oh? Interesting... It seems you know something but haven't said anything..."

Yarn raised his gaze to Hawkins and said, enunciating each word clearly, "Basil Hawkins, it seems you've already chosen your fate?"

'This guy... must have a considerable intelligence network in the North Sea!'

When Yarne called him by his name, Hawkins immediately realized what the problem was.

After all, Hawkins, who had always kept a low profile in the North Blue and had not yet become a pirate, was not a famous figure.

Even so, in the short time they had interacted, these two guys had already found out his name.

Soon, under the terrifying gaze emanating from beneath Baby-5's gray cloak, Hawkins struggled to remain calm and began to explain.

"I didn't mean to hide it, but there's no point in saying some of the divination results that are hard to be completely certain."